Xuantian Wushen

Chapter 1185 Imbued with Soul, Huang'er Grows (17)
This time, Feng Li almost poured out all the divine fire in the cauldron, immediately forming a terrifying sea of ​​flames, submerging most of the Yin soldiers in it.

Almost at the same time, the group of Yin soldiers from the phalanx rushed in, and Feng Li pedaled extremely fast. Although he escaped most of the killing power of Dao at the moment, he was still killed by hundreds of Dao Ze. force hit.

This was expected. Feng Li had known for a long time that with his own strength, it was impossible to completely resist the killing of a pair of phalanx of Yin soldiers, so he chose to dodge at a high speed, avoiding the attacking main force. In an instant, he turned his body.

With a bang, the back was directly cracked, and the martial body avatar of a thousand feet was split into several tens of feet. Through a piece of the earth, shining brightly.

Bai Daodao's killing power was incomparably sharp, Feng Li was sent flying nearly ten miles away, spouting mouthfuls of golden blood wildly, staining her exquisite body, at this moment she seemed to be bathed in golden blood.

Linglong felt that Feng Li's body was trembling slightly, and the blood that leaked out had all entered her body, and she knew immediately that this blow had seriously injured him.

The way of Yin soldiers is different from the way of this mainland cultivator. It has a terrifying destructive power. If Feng Li's martial body is not strong, such a blow may not be able to survive.

"What's wrong with you?" Linglong flew up to Fengli's shoulder, stretched out her hand to caress her face, on Qianzhang Martial Body's body, she was like a charming little elf, at this moment tears overflowed from her eyes, her voice choked up.

"I'm fine." Feng Li shook his head, started at extreme speed, took a few steps back to the mountain range, sat cross-legged to adjust his breath, and said, "I need a quarter of an hour."

"Well, within a quarter of an hour, I won't let anyone get close to you." Linglong nodded, seeing that his hair was graying a lot, and tears were rolling in his eyes.

In the battlefield, the blazing fire was burning, countless screams were heard, and the Yin soldiers were not afraid of death. A small number of them, about a few thousand people, formed several square teams to continue to kill the cultivators.

People from all major forces and casual cultivators were fighting with high spirits at this moment. Thousands of Yin soldiers could no longer pose a threat to them. There was a lot of shouting and killing.

Countless metal and iron clanging sounds continued one after another, Dacheng Xuanzhu was the main force, directly charging into the phalanx of Yin soldiers, like a tiger entering a herd of sheep, and unleashed a large piece of extreme power in his hands, turning the Yin soldiers in front of him into ashes.

Now that the overall situation has been decided, the main force of the Yin soldiers was burned by Fengli's divine fire, and they suffered heavy losses. Screaming, the remaining Yin soldiers fell one after another, group after group, completely like a massacre.

In the far sky on the other side, the void completely collapsed and turned into nothingness. The power of the great way destroyed everything. Huang'er fought against six generals of Yin soldiers alone. It became, peerless and sharp, turned into an all-destroying Dao sword and swept across the four directions. Wherever it passed, no Yin soldier general dared to fight the front!

(End of this chapter)